Tulips in bloom in my garden.
Another little booklet, this time made from four old Christmas card envelopes. I used scraps of paper from around the house and cuttings from newspapers. The William Morris scraps are from a V&A diary my son bought me for Christmas in 2017, and the cat picture is just a print from a photo I took a few years ago.
The butterfly picture on the back didn’t quite work, I know. I’m just learning 🙂
Unexpected sight in the garden today. Forget-me-nots. I don’t plant these; fortunately they self-seed every year. Such a welcome arrival!
I’ve posted this on my other blog, but I don’t think anyone has seen it! I want to share it more widely if I can, because I know I’ve been finding it helpful.
So, like many others, I am in the house a lot of the time now. I spend quite a lot of time awake in the middle of the night, and I find that the internet helps to take my mind off everything that’s going on in the world.
Somehow I stumbled upon some excellent junk journal tutorials on YouTube, by Nik the Booksmith and Tracie Fox, among others. They were so good that I felt inspired to make some journals for myself. I’ve scoured the house for scraps of paper and I’m gradually assembling them into something resembling a journal.
I find it calming to do something creative in such troubled times, and I can spend as little or as long a time as I have available, which fits in well with my caring responsibilities.
Here’s what I’ve done so far. It’s made from three envelopes and different types of paper – some old, some made to look old. Don’t judge me too harshly – it’s only a first attempt and it’s nowhere near finished. I haven’t got many images to put in it, or on the cover, but I am hoping to get hold of a basic printer so that I can use some of my own photographs.
Of course, the real fun will come when I try to sew them together!
These flowers are still going strong. They’re definitely in my garden plan for next year. So much colour for so long!
Begonia semperflorens. First on my list.
Well, the only iris in my garden, anyway. One of a handful of plants bought a few years ago, and which have never flowered. Until now. Most disappeared without trace; this one survived though, in a dark, shaded corner, and graced us with its long-bladed leaves. It added green structure, but no flowers arrived.
I was hanging some washing on the line when I noticed it. The dark purple buds had been there for some time, but I was unprepared for the silent presence of the flower and it caught me by surprise. Those blowsy sail-like petals; that rich, deep colour. What is it? Burgundy? Plum? Garnet? It depends on the light and photographs don’t quite do it justice.
The flower at the top is now starting to fade away, but there are, fortunately, some more buds left. The mystery of the moment, though, is what (or more ominously who) has removed one of the buds, snapping or biting it off cleanly, just as if it had been snipped with scissors. What would Agatha Christie have made of it?
The garden needs some colour. So many of my plants are just not quite ready to bloom. So I bought some pansies. Always reliable. Always colourful. Always fun!
Moss growing in a plant pot. The most ordinary thing in the world, you might think. You might even want get rid of it, to make the pot look tidier.
Please don’t! Not before you’ve had a careful look at it anyway.
Moss green. Green moss. With the sun shining on it. It’s beautiful, calming, cool and soothing.
If you look very closely at it, you could almost imagine yourself in a primeval forest.
A miniature world right there in your garden!
There was a lot of small-bird activity in the garden yesterday. Here are two of the pictures I managed to take (through the window, I’m afraid, so not as sharp as I would have liked).
Two pairs of mandarin ducks out for a late-afternoon paddle. The males seem to be guarding (hiding?) the females.
A closer look …
(They were careful to hide behind some branches!)